Heather T

counting sighs






mocking time

smelling flowers

that I despise

I watch the clock

and count the sighs


ignoring air

I could not die


the sun is cold

and dreams unkind

bring thoughts of you

but I\'m denied

I squint to see

still lamp black blind


ignoring light

I could not die


I eat fresh graves

to sympathize

and choke on words

without goodbye

spit out the tears

they leave behind


ignoring warm

I could not die


I sleep blank sleep

to tranquilize

pound my fists

and try to cry

the knuckles bleed

I don\'t know why


I\'m walking dead

and cannot die